scatter it among the grasses where I sleep,
Then, then will I have found the garland I had hoped to
win, and from that quiet spot, that Land of Youth,
where my immortal spirit dwells, I’ll send a little wandering
prayer of gratitude, that heart hath answered
heart.
ACKNOWLEDGMENT.
Acknowledgment is made to The Outlook, The American Magazine, The Youth’s Companion, New England Magazine, The Nautilus, American Forestry Magazine, Boston Transcript, The Hartford Courant and The Hartford Times, wherein have appeared many of the poems printed in this book.
Herbert Randall.